India's Bachlorette & Our Travel Disaster

Part I: The Bachlorette

One of my closest friends India is getting married in July and we spend Memorial Day weekend in my roomie (and bestest friend)'s gorgeous house on Kiawah Island in South Carolina to celebrate with her! Stay tuned until the end to hear about the typical Israel travel luck (I just couldn't bring myself to start with that story since the awesome weekend definitely overshadowed the traveling)... why did I have to marry into that travel luck?

We had a fantastic time at the beach, going out in Charleston, hanging out at the house, and just having some much needed girl time. Here are some pics of my lovely India and our great weekend.

India, our future president (of the US of A that is), and bachlorette:

Emma (I think it was you?) talked a couple of guys into taking one of their horses out of the stable for our bachlorette. Not a tough feat for her.

And here India is with the Charleston fire department:

And all of us. Emma and I may have had a little crush on one of them. You can guess which one. :)

A beautiful day at the pool and beach:

The gorgous club pool on Kiawah:

Some cuddle time for me and Chetna:

Goofing in Whitley's family's elevator (yes, you heard right, elevator)

Picture before our fancy dinner out. Thank you Mr. and Mrs. Herndon!

And my favorite. Whitley and her brother Will singing a Karaoke duet. So cute. Jenny, will you be my little brother?

Most of the details will have to remain under strict lock and key. We all promised. :) We had a great time. Thoughts on location for get together 2011, girls?

Part II: Traveling with the Israels

... I think I never quite understood until I was part of it...

PS: This is the short version. The long version was even more painful. Promise.

And on a different note. The quick story of our traveling disaster (if you're still with me). Matt traveled to NYC for the weekend for the Britt's (India's groom's) bachelor party and we by coincidence had ended up booking the same flight for our Nashville -> Atlanta leg. Long story short, our flight first got delayed, then got diverted to Huntsville (which I was initially excited about since that was the current location of my sweet baby) where we sat on the ground for an hour and a half without getting off the plane before arriving in Atlanta several hours late. By that time I had missed my flight and was unable to get on any other flight that night. My husband got super bonus points because he gave up his flight (which was still there) to stay with me. Bad decision. The hotels were all super full and it took us calling 12+ hotels to find a room. We finally arrived at the hotel at 2 am after a 1+ hour long wait on the wrong shuttle, a ride on the wrong shuttle, a rude receptionist at the wrong hotel, and then a ride of the right shuttle to a mildly sketchy hotel. We slept for 4-5 hours and arrived back at the airport only to find out that now Matt's flight had been cancelled. We thought we would never get anywhere. There may have been some tears (me, not Matt...surprise I know). We finally ended up on flights and go to our respective locations by about 1-3pm in the afternoon. Good thing that it was a three day weekend. Only non-stop flights from now on. On the way back we had to sacrifice fake chickens (inside joke...no worries) to make it home. But we did. And we had fantastic weekends so it was all worth it in the end!

PS: We are so thankful for my brother-in-law Mike who was trying to bail us out of the flying mess from his computer at home. You have a real talent Mike. I am starting to understand the importance of it!

Looking forward to the wedding. Los Angeles July 10th!!! (We have a non-stop flight)